drunk glee boys. SMH! btw, there's a little shout out to the mafia and a certain song…::clears throat:: read on playa
Mark drove Chris home. Chord and Nash were in the backseat acting like fools. Darren was driving behind him with Kevin and Harry. It was Nash's idea to go back to his house to continue the boys night out. Chris had a headache and asked Mark to drive him back.
Chris: thanks Mark. Please make sure everyone gets home ok.
Mar: no problem, Chris. Thanks for coming.
Nash: Chris! Chris chris chris…tell me you're coming tomorrow. To my party.
Chris: Yes, Nash I'll be there.
Nash: yes! Hollla! Party at Nash's!
Chris laughed and walked to his apartment.
Mark: you guys are not drinking more when we get back.
Chord: who are you? The alcohol police? I hate the alcohol police.
Nash: I cosign that
Mark laughed and drove to Nash's.
The three made their way in and Kevin, Darren, and Harry followed.
Darren: Hey Nash your place is pretty nice.
Nash gave Darren a lopsided smile.
He walked over to his stereo system and started looking through his IPOD.
"No diggity" started playing by Blackstreet and Nash started dancing.
Nash: oh sheeeeeetttt! Chord! Chord! Let's teach these fools how to do it.
Chord got up and started dancing.
Kevin: oh hell no! that's my jam
Nash: YO DRE DROP THE VERSE!
Chord: [taking over in a serious tone] It's going down fad to Blackstreet
The homeys got abby collar creations funk like acne
No doubt I put it down never slouch
As long as my credit could vouch
A dog couldn't catch me, ass out
Tell me who could stop with Dre makin' moves
Attracting honeys like a magnet
Giving them ig-asms with my mellow accent
Still moving his flavor with the homeys Blackstreet and Teddy
The original rump shakers
Play on Nash…
Nash: Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town
Strictly biz she don't play around
Cover much grounds got game by the pound
Gettin' paid is her forte
Each and every day true player way
I can't get her outta my mind
I think about the girl all the time
East side to the west side
Push your fat rides it's no surprise
She got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby you're a perfect ten, I wanna get in
Can I get down so I can win
Kevin, Nash, and Chord:[together start singing and dancing in the living room] I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up
Bag it up girl
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up
I like the way you work it
No diggity, I got to bag it up
Harry was dancing too showing off his best hip hop moves.
Kevin: She's got class and style
Street knowledge, buy the pound
Baby never act wild
Very low key on the profile
Catching villains is a no
Let me tell you how it goes
Curve's the word, spin's the verb
Lovers it curves so freak what you heard
Rollin' with the fatness
You don't even know what the half is
You gotta pay to play
Just for shorty bang bang to look your way
Darren and Mark were standing in front of their friends nodding their heads to the music.
Nash: This THIS is my song! Omahgod!
Chord: So true, since '96
Nash: no diggity, no doubt!
Chord: Oh my god [laughing] oh my god…you do know that we can change our name to NASH AND CHORD BLACKSTREET? Right?
Nash: word bro…that's hot.
Mark: [laughing] that's it I'm raiding your fridge for a beer
Darren: but, you're driving.
Mark: no way, I'm staying over. Let these guys have all the fun?
Nash: Criss, you can stay too. Make yourself COMODO…that's Spanish for comfortable. I learned it today. I watch Spanish novelas…
[Nash laughed] AND I'M NOT EVEN SPANISH!
Nash laughed harder.
Chord: isn't he the best?
Darren: I'll take a beer too.
Mark tossed Darren a beer. One beer became 3, 3 became 4, 4 became 8 and before they knew it, there was a gang of drunk glee boys and Nash Overstreet in the living room.
Kevin: So I was like "Hell noooo…I'm not going to carry your purse on Melrose so everyone can see"
Chord: [laughing] that's hilarious.
Nash: okay. I got a good one. So I once left Chord in an elevator by himself for like 5 hours. [laughing] I'm such a douchebag!
Chord: [laughing] he really is. I once replaced his Benadryl with grape juice!
Nash: oh my god! That makes so much sense right now! [laughing]
Darren: I gave a muffin to Chewie so that he can interrupt Amber's date with chord.
Chord: [pausing] you sly mother…come here you! [He hugged Darren]
Mark: okay I got a question. Hottest chick you ever…you know…
Nash: [giggling] I'm not going there.
Chord: The psycho from the video store?
Nash: ding ding ding!
Chord: oh my GOD! Let me tell you. This girl was nuts! Followed me and Nash around.
Nash: When we …you know…she pulled out a knife on me. She wanted to play the serial killer and I was her defenseless victim…Needless to say, I never rented from that store again.
Kevin: but you still had sex?
Nash: no doubt.
Mark: Get the hell out of here!
Nash: nah. I'm serious. But it was good.
Darren: Nice. So you risk getting killed for good sex?
Nash: hell yes!
The boys laughed. Everyone looked over to Harry.
Harry: you all know my secret by now. I'm a damn good ninja. Nuff said.
The boys laughed again.
Chord: I'm so drunk. [laughing] Nash! Nash! Show them that thing you do.
Nash: what thing Chordy?
Chord: that thing! With the egg!
Nash: oh shit! Okay hold on.
Nash ran over to the kitchen and grabbed an egg from the fridge.
Chord: [giggling] this is fucking priceless
The boys watched already giggling.
Nash: okay so I take a whole egg, put it in my mouth and spit it out in one piece and get it to crack just right on the frying pan.
Kevin: you lie!
Nash: I swear. Watch.
Everyone surrounded him in front of the frying pan.
He put the large egg in his mouth and opened his mouth slightly to show them there were no cracks. He spit it out and cracked the egg just right down the middle.
Darren: That's amazing!
Chord: [laughing] priceless!
Mark: I can't believe you can fit that whole egg in your mouth without even cracking it.
Nash: Overstreet talent.
Everyone laughed.
Kevin: I gotta call my woman. Be right back.
Kevin dialed Dianna and everyone kept close enough to hear.
Kevin: lady love!
Dianna: Hey cutie. Did you have fun?
Kevin: oh yeah lots.
Dianna: Are you being nice?
Kevin: when am I ever not nice?
Dianna: I can list a few times.
Kevin: oh but I thought you liked it when I was naughty.
Dianna: [laughing] Kevin!
Kevin: [chuckling] I'm at Nash's we're having some drinks. I miss you babydoll
Dianna: miss you too. Don't get too drunk. The pool party is tomorrow.
Kevin: I'm fine. I'm sobering up already.
Dianna: I don't believe you [laughing] Good nite Kev.
Kevin: Good nice green eyes.
He hung up and turned around to find the other guys laughing.
Nash: [looking over to Chord] good night green eyes.
Chord: Goodnight babydoll.
Kevin: yeah yeah! You all make fun now until you find someone…then I'll be side-eyeing all of you. Except for Harry, he's not whipped.
Mark: So you admit it?
Darren: what a weird relationship you and Di have. [laughing]
Kevin: Shut up D.
Nash: Is the sex all violent and shit?
Chord: like does she tie you up?
Harry: No, he's too busy holding her purse on Melrose.
The boys laugh.
Kevin: yeah yeah make fun. It's alright. I see how it is.
Nash: I can't be tamed, that's for sure.
Kevin: you say that now…
Nash: nah, I'm a beast.
Darren: [drinking his beer] you guys ever sit and think about what it's like to find your soulmate? Sometimes I dream about reaching for the same pumpkin spice muffin in the coffee shop as some beautiful girl. We'll look at eachother, smile and fall in love.
The room grew quiet and laughter filled the room once again.
Chord: hey by nice to D. I get you D.
Mark: Oh? Really?
Kevin: Someone's tamed the playboy?
Harry: [sigh] old news. Probably Amber.
Nash: I can confirm that Chord is not hitting up that fine woman. [laughing]
Kevin: oh my god! You two are dating!
Chord: [turning red] no!
Harry: yes
Chord: Harry!
Harry: What? I tell it like it is.
Chord: We are not dating…we're just.
Mark: Friends with awesome benefits?
Chord: no! Amber's not like that!
Darren smiled at Chord.
Darren: He's right. She's not.
Nash: you guys are such a bore!
The boys spend the night, cracking jokes, dancing like idiots and laughing it up.
Meanwhile.
Amber: Oh my God, that was hilarious.
Damian: Did you see that guy's face when you walked by him?
Samuel: He was so fixated on you.
Cameron: Can't blame him.
Amber: aww you guys. This was awesome. There's some real talent out there!
Cameron: yeah, seriously speaking those guys were awesome.
Damian: we need to do this again.
Amber: Absolutely.
Amber pulled out her phone. No messaged from Chord or Nash or any of the guys. It was getting pretty late and she was getting worried.
Amber: well, I guess I'm gonna call this a night. You guys are going to Nash's tomorrow right?
Damian: Yup
Samuel: I'll be there.
Amber: [to Cameron] you should come too. It's going to be fun. Damian, bring him!
Damian: will do.
Amber said goodbye to her friends and walked to her car.
Cameron: She wants me!
Samuel: highly doubtful.
Damian: bloody hell. No!
Amber made her way to Nash's house. She figured she's surprise Chord and find out if everything went well. She walked up the steps and rang the doorbell. Chord came to the door.
Chord: BABY! I missed you! Guys! Guys! Guys! The Queen is here. The Queen is here! [Chord pulled Amber in the house]
Amber: Chord you reek of alcohol.
Chord: They made me do it! I swear! [laughing]
Amber walked in and saw all her friends drunk and laughing up a storm.
Amber: What in the name of…?
Chord: we're drunk! All of us!
Amber: yeah baby I can see that.
Harry: see! See? She called him baby!
Chord: shhh! We're dating but it's a secret!
Amber: oh boy. Where's your brother?
Chord: passed out on the recliner.
Amber: [walking over to Nash] nash! Nash! Wake up!
Nash: what? It's the Queen! [nash got up and hugged Amber] Chord, tell her the good news.
Chord: oh! [giggling] I'm no longer Chord Overstreet [smirking] And Nash is no longer Nash Overstreet
Nash: [giggling] nope. Tell her why.
Chord: We are now…[smirking] Chord and Nash Blackstreet!
Amber: wow. Okay. Well, party's over, kids. Darren, Harry, Kevin and Mark let's go into the guest room you go.
Darren: Rainbow Queen!
Amber: yes boo. Let's go.
Kevin: Di's gonna kill me! [laughing] she's going to fucking kill me!
Amber: You're probably right, Kev.
Mark: I want an Owl for Christmas. A snow Owl.
Amber: I'll see what I can do, Mark
They all followed her to Nash's guest room and collapsed on the bed.
Amber: Good night boys.
Amber walked out to living room and Nash and Chord were standing with their arms around eachother.
Nash: blackstreet!
Chord: No diggity
They two laughed, amused at eachother.
Amber: I fear for tomorrow. You guys cannot handle your liquor!
Chord: Babe, you're so beautiful. I missed you.
Nash: he did. He cried on my shoulder.
Amber: [laughing] Overstreet brothers! [rolling her eyes]
Nash: nnnooo!
Amber: okay, Blackstreet brothers!
Chord: No diggity!
Nash smirked.
Amber: stop that!
Nash: No doubt!
Chord and Nash burst into uncontrollable laughter.
Amber: I'm sleeping in your room, Nash…the two of you can continue with your slumber party.
Nash: Play on , playa!
Chord: [laughing] I lubbb you!
Amber: love you too.
She shook her head and made her way upstairs. She figured she'd spent the night and keep an eye out on her friends and Chord.
She went into Nash's room and took her shoes off.
Amber: boys will be boys. [she said to herself]
Chord walked into the room.
Chord: hey baby.
Amber: hey babe. What are you doing here?
Chord: I'm sleeping with you.
Amber: Is Nash okay?
Chord: He collapsed.
Amber: okay. Fine.
Chord: [grinning and removing his shirt] yes!
Amber: we're SLEEPING together.
Chord: but…
Amber: but you're ridiculously drunk and that's all we're doing.
Chord: [pouting] but…
Amber: no buts…
Chord: fine!
Chord got on the bed next to Amber and snuggled next to her.
Chord: how's Irish?
Amber: good.
Chord: and dorky cute?
Amber: just fine
Chord: did you miss me?
Amber: [laughing] yes, crazy. I missed you.
Chord: Just imagine, if we get married…you'd be Amber blackstreet!
Chord chuckled.
Amber: Goodnight Chord.
Chord: Good night baby.
He pulled Amber in so that she would rest her head on his chest.
Amber: no drinking for you tomorrow.
Chord: why?
Amber: 'cuz tomorrow I'm not going to want to just sleep…[laughing]
Chord: you're such a tease.
Amber: you like it.
Chord: good night Amber blackstreet
Amber: CHORDDD! Stop that.
Chord: No diggity.
Amber: chord!
Chord: say it!
Amber: oh my goodness, will you shut up?
Chord: yes
Amber: no doubt
Chord: [laughing] ahh I love you!
Amber smiled and closed her eyes.
Amber: you're all types of crazy Chord Blackstreet.
Chord smiled with his eyes closed and the two fell asleep.
